It was the first day as a counselor at Hacketts Quarry summer camp. You and the other counselors were introduced. One though, who had been there years prior, Ryan, seemed silent. He was always away from the group.

And he proved this as lunch too, when everyone was sitting together, he was elsewhere. Until the doors open, he was being scolded by Mr.H to sit with the other counselors. Reluctantly, he sits beside you, his headphones in and he keeps his head down.